"Sister, I'm in Kyoto."

At the moment, in the taxi to Lin Yao's apartment, Fang Xiaole is talking to Fang Shengnan on the phone.

"When did you arrive? Why don't you tell me in advance? Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Wang and Fangfang, you go on. "

Fang Shengnan's voice became louder and full of surprises, but then he said sorry to the side, and the other Xiaole said:

"I'm in the restaurant. You wait. I'll go out and pick it up."

After more than ten seconds, Fang Shengnan's voice came again.

"Brother, why didn't you tell me earlier when you came to Kyoto? Where are you?"

"I'm here on business in Kyoto. I have something to do in the evening. Sister, I'll come to you when I'm finished these days."

Fang Xiaole didn't tell Fang Shengnan that he was on his way to Lin Yao's house.

"What do you want me to do? If you are free, go to find Lin Yao and invite her to dinner or a movie! "

Fang Shengnan is anxious and wants to teach his silly brother how to make a big star.

"Isn't that good? Lin Yao and I are not that familiar. "

Fang Xiaole spoke with a helpless smile.

"It's all right. I'll call Xiao Yao later. She still needs to give me some face."

Fang Shengnan said proudly, paused, said solemnly to the silly brother:

"Younger brother, my sister can only help you here. You can work hard for the rest."

"Sister, no, I'll contact Lin Yao myself tomorrow. I can't ask someone else under your banner every time?"

Fang Xiaole pretended to be embarrassed.

He and Lin Yao have agreed. In order to let his sister have a process of adaptation and acceptance, he simply plays a drama of his persistent pursuit of a big star in front of her.

In this way, even if he suddenly knows the relationship between the two, Fang Shengnan will not leak out because he is too shocked.

"Well, brother, you dare to chase. Come to me when you encounter difficulties!"

Fang Shengnan encouraged.

"Oh, that sister, aren't you going to introduce sister Mo to your boss today? How's it going? "

Fang Xiaole really didn't know how to answer Fang Shengnan, so he had to cut off the topic and asked.

Pooh!

Speaking of this, Fang Shengnan couldn't help laughing.

"Sister Mo didn't come temporarily. She asked Lin Yao's assistant Fangfang to come for her."

"Fangfang?" Fang Xiaole was stunned and said subconsciously, "she has new functions again?"

"What?" Fang Shengnan didn't understand.

"It's all right, sister, so you can laugh? Your boss must be very dissatisfied? "

Fang Xiaole perfunctorily asked.

"My boss is talking with Fangfang now. It seems that he is quite speculative."

Fang Shengnan said with a smile, "didn't you expect?"

"Then your boss's taste is quite special." Fang Xiaole was a little speechless.

Although Fangfang's appearance is OK, because she is slightly fat, she is not in line with the aesthetics of most men, or the preferences of men of the same age.

But unexpectedly, the girl who was used as a tool again seems to have bumped into her own spring?

"Cut, my boss has seen many beautiful women. He is probably tired of delicacies today. He suddenly wants to eat pickles."

Fang Shengnan also defended his boss.

"Sister, I have something else to do. I'll contact you tomorrow."

At this time, the taxi has arrived at the community where Lin Yao lives. Fang Xiaole enters the community and comes to the fifth floor of one of the small high-rise buildings according to the address given to him by Lin Yao.

Fang Xiaole stood in front of a room with a smile on his face, but his breathing became a little hasty. His heart was full of expectation, anxiety and a palpitation.

Dong Dong.

Fang Xiaole knocked at the door.

"Who?"

Inside came the footsteps of slippers rubbing the ground, and a crisp and soft sound.

"It's me."

Fang Xiaole stood at the door and answered in a low voice.

"Who?"

Suddenly, Lin Yao's voice trembled. With great surprise and disbelief, she seemed to want to be sure again. She asked again:

"You, who are you looking for?"

Fang Xiaole smiled, stepped forward, leaned against the door and said to Lin yaorou, who was leaning against the door:

"I'm looking for my girlfriend. I haven't seen her for 95 hours and 32 minutes."

The last time they were in Jiangrong was 8 p.m. on Friday, and now it's 7:32 p.m. on Tuesday, which is exactly 95 hours and 32 points.

The door was suddenly opened, and a figure wearing gray home clothes appeared. Although she didn't apply powder and wore casually, her beautiful face and gentle and dignified temperament were better than countless elaborate makeup.

"Oh, is it really you?"

Seeing Fang Xiaole standing at the door, Lin Yao immediately covered her mouth and widened her peach blossom eyes. She seemed to want to make sure that he was the one who had missed him for 95 hours and 32 minutes.

"Silly girl, I came to Kyoto on business, so I came..."

Before Fang Xiaole spoke, a soft body had rushed into his arms and wrapped his hands around his waist, as if afraid that he would suddenly disappear.

"You really came to me."

Fang Xiaole was stunned and then gently hugged her.

"Well, here I am."

......

An hour later, Fang Xiaole sat on the sofa and said to Lin Yao, who was busy in the kitchen:

"Let me help you."

"No, you just got off the plane and have been busy all afternoon. Take a break. It'll be fine soon."

Lin Yao's determined voice came from the kitchen.

When she knew that Fang Xiaole had been busy since she arrived in Kyoto at noon. Until now, she had not had dinner. She immediately went out to buy vegetables and came back to cook for Fang Xiaole.

Fang Xiaole knows that Lin Yao is also very busy these days. In addition to making announcements and promoting new songs during the day, he sometimes practices songs late at night.

Lin Yao is actually much more tired than him.

Fang Xiaole is a little distressed about Lin Yao. She wants to help in the kitchen several times, but she pushes her out.

Soon, the smell of the dishes came from the kitchen.

"Go and wash your hands. It's dinner."

Lin Yao came out of the kitchen with an apron and a pot of pig's hoof soup in her hand. She just bought it in the vegetable market. She said that the pig's hoof is nutritious and needs to be replenished for Fang Xiaole.

"OK, be careful."

Fang Xiaole stood up, told her, and went into the bathroom to wash his hands.

After coming out, Lin Yao had brought out three or four dishes and put out two bowls, chopsticks and spoons.

They sat down on both sides of the table. Lin Yao stroked the hair falling on her forehead and smiled gently at Fang Xiaole:

"Are you hungry? Eat quickly. "

"You eat too."

Fang Xiaole smiled. They picked up chopsticks and silently sandwiched vegetables.

Lin Yao remembered something, got up, went into the kitchen, took out two empty bowls, scooped a bowl of pig's hoof soup with a spoon and put it in front of Fang Xiaole.

Then he filled a bowl of rice, took it to Fang Xiaole's side, put it down and whispered:

"You drink more soup. It's very tonic. Well, you have to eat more rice..."

Ah!

The virtuous and beautiful woman with an apron called softly, and was stood up and hugged tightly by the man.

"Lin Yao, I feel very happy."

"Me... Too."

In the living room, under the warm light, the two figures gradually close together until there is no distance and integrate with each othe